The Journey of Immortal Cultivation-Chapter 344 - 205 Snow Melts
Ning Xiaoxian casually picked one and put it in her mouth. With a gentle bite, the husk broke open with a slight popping sensation. Inside, there were no seeds, just pure nectar. Hmm, this taste is icy cool, sweet, much like Huaxia’s ice cream, and it also has a faint hint of alcohol, no wonder Changtian Sect described its flavor as "like Jade Liquid".
She closed her eyes, slowly savoring the abundant spiritual power contained within the Jade Paste. It was different from the demonic power and divine power she extracted from demon beast meat or from the Demon Transformation Spring. This was the purest spiritual power in the world, absorbable and usable by anyone. Changtian, Tu Jin, and she had to consume Jade Paste every day to nourish their spiritual power.
Speaking of which, her travels over the past two or three months were not in vain. Since she had entered the doors of Divine Skills, and had a shameless Divinity Transformation Stage cultivator like Tu Jin as her enforcer, most of the demons or cultivators who came to provoke her along the way were captured and imprisoned in the fourth layer of the God Demon Prison. Only those that Tu Jin deemed worthy, at least those above the Golden Core Stage or demon beasts in the Great Success Stage, could provide the soil much more spiritual power than the Qi-Gathering Stage or Transformation Stage demon corpses she had gathered from Rock City.
Therefore, the soil was recently very joyful, and all the crops were growing well, even Jade Paste, a high-energy consumer, had produced abundant fruits. Even so, Changtian believed that these unlucky prisoners did not deserve to be confined below the third layer.
Additionally, Bat Demon Afu and the twin Bat Demons, Ning Xiaoxian had let them go outside Anping City. She had stepped onto the path of cultivation, progressing much faster than them. These three had made contributions in her past plans, and even though there were past grievances, they had been compensated for. The three released demons respectfully retreated backwards, disappearing from her sight.
Suddenly, Changtian said to her, "There are cultivators outside. Ten at Foundation Establishment Stage, eight at Golden Core Middle Stage, two at Nascent Soul Middle Stage."
Ning Xiaoxian was shocked; it was her first time seeing such a luxurious lineup of cultivators in the wild. She entered her room from the God Demon Prison, and this group also just happened to enter this inn. Leading them were three elderly men, all appeared to be over sixty.
The original innkeeper was a traitor to the Mountain God and had been dealt with by the crowd. Now standing behind the counter was an elderly man who led this travel group to the village to visit relatives. Seeing distinguished guests had arrived, he quickly instructed the clerks to serve refreshments.
"Hmm? There are three old men here, which two are at the Nascent Soul Stage?" she asked Changtian.
"Who says the older one is, the higher their cultivation?" he couldn’t help but tease her, "Silly girl. Once you have transcended the mortal body, you should not view causality through the eyes of mortals. The old man who sat down immediately after entering, is a Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator. Another one is that brown-clothed man carrying a longsword."
"Him?" She was surprised. This man looked to be in his early thirties, sporting a worried expression, and yet he was one of the two most highly cultivated individuals in the team.
"Tantai Yi and Hu Huoer’s cultivation are even above theirs, don’t they look younger?" Changtian asked only this, leaving her speechless. She still had much to learn.
At that moment, Tu Jin also came as Changtian had ordered, jumping into Ning Xiaoxian’s room from the window. When he entered, the brown-clothed man downstairs sensed it immediately, and his gaze swept over like lightning.
Tu Jin was not the type to shy away; he simply stood by the stairway, letting the people downstairs take a good look.
As a Holy Beast, the aura exuding from him was not demonic aura; the cultivators downstairs watched for a long time but couldn’t categorize him.
The brown-clothed man frowned and then spoke in a deep voice, "Holy Beast?" As soon as he finished speaking, a young girl stood up behind the stern-faced man upstairs.
His eyebrows furrowed tighter because, although the girl’s cultivation was not high, her aura was even more chaotic, seeming both mortal and demon-like, yet exuding an air of bona fide legitimacy. He didn’t know this aura to be the result of Changtian’s divine power and felt these two were full of mysteries.
With the situation unclear and the attitudes of these two unknown, could it be they were waiting here for his group? With this thought, he called out, "How about coming downstairs for a chat?"
Seeing the stern-faced man glanced at the girl and she slightly nodded her head, he then walked downstairs cautiously: the identity of this girl, seemingly even more elevated than the man whose cultivation couldn’t be discerned.
